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Each day he came with a full smile and can-do attitude.
I knew he was homeless, but his other truths alluded me.
Each task I asked of him, whether involved or quick,
     was another job he consistently gave his all.
     his education was evident, his manners, perfect.
     Each payment I gave, saw my money well-spent.

One day in mid-fall, while raking leaves side by side,
     a perfect moment of shared ease freed my questions.
With no hesitation, my curiosity sought its feed.
I learned he had no steadfast address, no clock or regrets
     from any circumstance, but a fire to rise higher towards bliss.
He felt society not only easy, but necessary to resist.

Smiling, he nodded towards my worn ring of heavy keys.
He shared that in his travels, he had acquired three.
The first unlocked freedom designed to find key two and three;
    a key to inner peace and the other to spiritual increase.
He spoke with resolute belief, “I know it’s hard to conceive that any
     man owns intangible keys, much less three, but just as yours
     open possessions, mine align by design to unlock bliss.”

Overwhelmed by his beliefs, all I did was mutely fondle my keys.

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